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A lone figure, eyes closed, lips slightly parted, gives in to his darkest fetish. He unzips, unleashing his throbbing length, and with a sigh of relief, a warm, golden arc fills the air. The first splash hits his hand, and he brings it to his lips, tasting his own sin. His strokes grow more urgent, the room echoing with his grunts and the sound of his hand slapping against his wet cock. He swallows again, his body shuddering as he chokes down another mouthful, his cock pulsing, painting his chest with his release.